last week when we were walking the coastal path at land's end (the farthest west point in england), and i got charged by a snorting pig.. i thought it was the noise my raincoat made in the wind.
today i got to test the theory when we were walking the same path, but close to penzance. we came upon a field with 2 big pigs. i called them over, "soo-ey." they came without the fierce look i saw the other day. i wouldn't say i was any less afraid. they are twice the size of me! i thought pigs were small. now im getting nervous about our help-exchange host situation in france: rare breed pig farm.
i hope rare breed means small.